Oh, to be a worm!
To hear Mom say,
“Now children,
eat your dirt all up!”
Better yet, a snake.
I’d talk in hisses,
nothing but SSSSSes
and never have to spell!
I could be a wolf.
With a bright full moon,
I’d howl and howl,
and no one could turn out the light!
If I were a hawk,
I’d float on air
Then dive with a scream
and shave your hair right off!
by Claire Garden
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